ANGELICA // PETER PARKER (1)

SPIDERMAN

"Thank you so much!" Angelica smiled up at the boy. Her five foot frame looked tiny compared to him and she'd never liked a height difference more. A boyish grin gathered on his lips at the sight of the angel below him, staring up into his wandering eyes. He couldn't help but take in her tiny legs against the fabric of her dungarees, and the tiny hair clips pressed against her blonde halo. With shaky hands he passed the phone back to her, his warm fingers accidentally gliding over her petite cold ones. The tiny girl inwardly gasped, wanting more of the warm feeling. Her tiny hands secured her phone in the pocket of her dungarees as the boy took his earphones out to hear the girl better, his full attention on her.

"I haven't seen you here before," the boy mumbled, stuffing his large hands into his jean pockets.

"Yeah." She giggled, looking down at her trainers. "I just moved in with my dad."

"Oh, cool!" He replied, smiling at her blushed state. "I-I live with my Aunt May."

"That's a really pretty name." Angelica smiled up at him, tucking her hair behind her ear. "What's your name?"

"I'm Peter, what's your name?"

"I'm Angelica." The tiny girl held out her hand and he took it instantly, ginning like a schoolgirl in love.

"I think that's a much prettier name than May," peter mumbled, causing the little girl to giggle. He was so unsure of where this new grown confidence had come from. Normally, he would have crumbled under any social interaction that wasn't between him and May, or him and Ned. Using this new courage to his advantage, he asked her if she'd like to get food with him. With a large smile she complied and walked with him.

"So, what's your dad like?" It appeared Angelica was caught off guard at the question. She was still unsure if she'd want anyone to know that Tony was her father, as she was afraid it would affect the way that people viewed her. It was clear that people would just use her for the popularity.

"Just your average dad, i guess." She mumbled as they made their way through crowds of people together. "Him and my mum got together as a hookup, and i was the result. they were both quite young."

"What about your mum?" Peter asked, looking down to the left of him where Angelica stood. At the mention of Mara, Angelica's face dropped. "You don't have to tell me-"

"No! No! It's okay, I'm just a little disappointed. Since she dropped me at my dad's it's like she forgot about me."

"I'm so sorry," the tall boy apologised. In that moment he wanted nothing more than wrap the tiny girl in his strong arms and keep her innocence safe from the horrors of the world. To kiss her forehead, to stroke her soft hair, to make up for every bad thing that'd ever happened to her.

Angelica gave him a half hearted smile. "What's your aunt like?"

Peter ginned to himself, smiling at the thought of his auntie. "She's the best." He chucked, "although, she can't really cook."

Angelica giggled, "I'll keep that in mind."

In the midst of their talking, loud hollers started to fill their ears. "PENIS PARKER!" Angelica furrowed her eyebrows, looking at at the brunette boy who's eyes were scrunched together tightly. Angelica rested her hand upon his muscular bicep.

"Hey," she mumbled softly as her warm hand spread across his arm. "Don't do that, you'll hurt your eyes." Angelica stared at the source of the noise, fining a small boy with a smirk on his face. "Who is that, Peter?"

"Flash." Peter replied, grabbing Angelica's wrist and pulling her forward, away from Flash. "He's just some kid from school."

"Hey, peter, you're hurting me!" Angelica whimpered, trying to pull her wrist out of his grip. As soon as the words left her perfect pink lips peter released his grasp, a gasp coming out of his mouth.

"I-I'm so sorry!" He pulled her into a hug, his chin resting perfectly on her head. "I'd never hurt you intentionally. I'm so sorry,"

Angelica relaxed into Peters arms, a light smile dancing on her lips as she stared at his chest. "It's okay," she mumbled. Her mind would not ignore the prominent feeling of bliss creating a halo around her. Angelica felt like she was meant to be there. She wanted to be there.

Her small feet stood on their tippy toes so that she could get a glimpse of whether or not Flash was still there. But, as soon as she could see over his shoulder her vision was blocked by something poking out of Peter's bag. It was a bright red and deep blue coloured fabric, with slight black detailing. Her brown eyes focused in on the black, her eyebrows furrowing before she made out the shape; a spider.

In her mind she finally pieced the parts together, stepping out of the hug to greet Peter's confused stare.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"You're Spiderman!" She shout-whispered, causing Peter's eyes to widen in shock. "I knew I recognised your voice!"

"Keep your voice down!" Peter whispered, leaning down to look into her excited eyes.

"This is so cool!" Angelica smiled. "You have to meet my dad!"

"Why?"

After realising what she'd just said, she went quiet. "Umm," she mumbled. "He's just a big fan. Oh look! Speaking of my dad," she picked the phone up from her pocket, it's light flashing and vibrating against her skin. Instantly, she picked it up. "Hey dad!"

"Angelica! I've been calling you for hours! Where in god's name are you?" Tony rushed from the other end.

"I'm just in the city, I'll get a cab back now."

"Damn right you will. Or the punishment will be severe." Her chocolate eyes widened, a worried frown displaying on her face as she agreed and set the phone down. Slowly, she looked up at Peter who was stuffing his suit back into his backpack. "I gotta go. Thanks for everything, hopefully I'll see you soon."

"Oh." His face dropped, placing the bag back on his back. "Yeah, hopefully." The two awkwardly stared at one another, until peter spoke up. "Please don't tell anyone about the whole, you know, Spider-Man thing."

"Your secrets safe with me."

"Thank you. I'll see you soon Angel."